This is where you came from"She's still tied in that little ball when your wife comes home.Opening the door and surprised by the scene, shaken but sti...l a little confident, "What on earth is going on in here!?!" she demands!"I just served your daughter the greatest fuck she'll ever have, and your husband just came watching. I popped us each a Viagra in anticipation of your arrival, whore. Are you ready to get rogered?" Wha? Why you impertinent bastard!" she's angry but stammering, fear settling. I do not believe either of us thought about it, but fifteen minutes later we were kissing passionately, and I was sliding her nightshirt off. It took a bright lightning flash as we were kneeling on the bed in panties and kissing to bring us to our senses."Oh god, Rebecca," Monique said as she realized what was happening. "I'm sorry."I looked at her for a moment and whispered. "Me too, but not for kissing you.I'm sorry that I cost you Jason. I'm sorry that you have to put up with me. I've done. She passes a finger under her eyes, wiping a tear of salt and cum. Her tongue darts away to lick it, agressive, suggestive. It swirls around to gather every drop still clinging to her lips. Your eyes are locked to hers through the sight. The shutter blinks again and again. It's not you she's playing for. She is hypnotized by the dark hole of the camera. There is fascination in her eyes. Adoration for herself. She kneels. Offers her throat to the sunlight, hides her breasts behind her hands. Her. She rushed into the living room, to find Manu drinking a mug of coffee and Lila, semi-reclined on a pillow, on her gurney, still hooked up to a full IV bag, drinking another. He must have changed the bags while she overslept.Indeed, Aisha realized, it was the smell of fresh coffee that woke her up, otherwise she would still be asleep. She approached Manu, with her eyes downcast, humbly apologized for her tardiness and begged to be punished for it."It is not for oversleeping that I shall punish.